The Wizard World - Chapter 232

Translator: Leo Editor: Frappe Angele closed the scroll and returned it to the wooden cylinder.

“Pen and paper for me, please,” he asked upon turning his head to Nancy.

“Sure.” Nancy walked upstairs and fetched the pen, the paper, and the candle for Angele.

Angele finished his food quickly and started writing a reply to the letter sent by Tia. But before he continued, he asked Nancy to leave him alone for a moment.

The sun had already started to set when he finished writing his letter.

He then grabbed a wooden cylinder and put the letter in. The cylinder was sealed with wax, and Angele labeled it with the address.

“Amy.”

Amy was watering the plants in the garden so she was able to immediately hear Angele’s voice, then she quickly entered the house answering his summons.

“How can I help you, master?”

“Give this to the postal office and ask them to send it by means of flying courier.” Angele handed the wooden cylinder over to Amy.

“Sure.” Amy grabbed the cylinder and left the house.

He stayed on the sofa and checked the messages from the communication runes. Angele finished replying to the messages after about half an hour.

He suddenly realized that he still needed to check something.

Angele summoned the Four-wing Night Sparrow. Immediately, it rushed into the living room through the opened window and landed on his shoulder.

The sparrow silently stood on Angele’s shoulder cleaning its feathers with its beak.

Angele patted the back of the bird and tried to figure out a way to maximize the value of the turtle’s flesh.

The creature that was infected by the flesh would mutate just like the bird and the mutation came with special new abilities, he wanted to test that if the flesh could be used on himself.

Angele needed to proceed with caution when dealing with something that was collected from the Nightmare Realm. The damage done by the heart bomb was enough to blow up the turtle and the only things left were the three pieces of flesh.

He recalled seeing other creatures near the lake.

Angele stood up right away and walked out of the house, soon arriving at the lakeside.

He stood within the bush beside the lake, staring at the peaceful surface of the water.

The place was quiet. The wind was blowing over Angele’s face from time to time. Several pieces of yellow leaves fell to the water and floated on the surface.

Angele slowly raised his right hand, aiming toward the lake.

*CHI*

A silver needle shot out of his nail and flew into the water.

*Blop*

A small black fish was impaled by the needle and brought into the air.

The silver needle than returned to Angele, dropping the black fish on his palm. It was a black fish with a rune mark on its back.

“It’s the same fish I saw in the realm…” Angele muttered as he slightly shook his palm.

*CHI CHI CHI*

Countless silver needles appeared above the fish and penetrated its body. Its red blood dripped down to the ground from Angele’s hand.

“Now that the fish is dead, let’s see what will happen the next time I go into the Nightmare Realm.” Angele knew that the realm had special connections to the real world, as it felt as though he had just experienced time travel the last time he went there.

He dropped the fish to the ground and cleaned the needles using the water from the lake before absorbing them back into his body.

Angele turned around and saw a black carriage with silver edges traveling toward his house. The carriage slowed down and stopped under the road sign that indicated that the area was owned by wizard Green.

A burly man wearing a yellow robe opened the door of the carriage and jumped off it.

Two patrolling Knights noticed the situation and walked over to question the man.

They talked for a minute and the two Knights bowed to the man politely, then one of them walked to Angele to report back.

Angele knitted his eyebrows. It seemed like the man in the yellow robe was a formal wizard, but he had no idea who it was.

The Knight quickly ran to Angele and bowed to him.

“So, who’s that guy?” Angele questioned.

“Master, it’s a wizard from the division. He said that he is here to deliver you something,” the Knight responded politely.

“Huh?” Angele contemplated for a second before realizing something.

“Invite him to my house.” He smiled.

“For sure.”

Angele returned to the living room. He asked Amy to prepare the tea for the guest and sat down on the sofa.

“Leave the house for now. We have something to discuss,” Angele ordered.

“Yes, master.”

The three left the house together and closed the door.

The living room became quiet.

The muscular man, now sitting on the sofa, grabbed the teacup and gingerly sipped on it.

Angele glare at the man with a deadpan face.

“Let’s start then. You have been sent by master Ander, right?” he questioned.

“Yes, master Ander asked me to deliver the records of potions and compilation of potion concoction knowledge to you.” Peter took out a crystal orb from his sleeve. Inside the crystal orb, there was a floating red rune.

He put down the crystal orb on the table in front of the two.

“Master Ander said that you can contact him directly through the orb.”

Angele nodded and scanned the crystal orb using Zero. Blue light dots flashed in front of his eyes.

He hesitated for a second and put his right hand on the orb with both eyes closed.

‘Contacting the communication device. Mentality connection detected. Do you want to connect?’ Zero’s voice echoed in his ears.

‘Start.’ Angele ordered.

*CHI*

It sounded like gas leaking out of a balloon.

The crystal orb was surrounded by a red glow. This bright light came from the rune inside. After several seconds, the rune started spinning.

At the same time, old man Ander’s voice entered Angele’s ears.

“Ha…impressive. You actually know how to activate this orb? It seems like Peter delivered it to you on time.”

“What’s the matter?”

Ander stopped for a second and continued. “The potion concoction knowledge is stored in the orb. It’s provided by the organization. Parts of the basic knowledge for rank 2 wizards are also recorded.”

“Great. Thank you for the help.”

“Happy? We’re even now, right? That’ll be the last thing I do for you.” Ander was speaking in a serious tone.

“Even? You really think it can be solved that easily? You should’ve never come to confront me.” Angele chuckled.

“What else do you want me to do?” Ander gravely questioned. “You can threaten me all you want but remember, you have the bloodline too. I’ll just let the boat sink if necessary.”

“Come on.” Angele shook his head. “Don’t you think we can aid each other in many ways? We can totally obtain great achievements together.”

Ander suddenly sneered. “You? A Gas stage wizard? What can you even do?”

“Plenty.” Angele was not angry at all. “It’s a win-win situation if we can work together. You’re from the Bennis Family, though you’re merely one of the elders. But you don’t have that much power in hand, right? Otherwise, why would you work in a division? Instead of the headquarters?”

“What’re you trying to say?” Ander was getting impatient.

“Live subject experimentation and human experimentation are forbidden in Nola, which means you’re basically not allowed to kill a large number of creatures in order to extract ancient bloodlines. However, you have the perfect method of extracting harpies’ ancient bloodline, right? Don’t you want to test that method on other creatures? A secret lab will solve all the problems for you.”

“Well, I do want to test it, but so what?” Ander had nothing to hide. He had joined the Bennis Family as an outsider, thus he did not have the bloodline of an inheritor so he had never been considered as an important member of the organization.

He did have the intention to build a secret lab, but it was too hard a task to accomplish.

“I can be the director of your lab. What do you think? You and I both have the bloodline in our bodies and we need to keep it as a secret. That means, we can’t betray each other. Otherwise, we’ll be captured by the hunting team.”

Ander hesitated. Knowing that Angele’s idea was quite reasonable to him, asking the young man to be the director of the lab would be an excellent choice. However, he just could not trust Angele and he did not want to give the complete version of his ancient bloodline extraction technique to the young man.

Ander knew that Angele was different from other light wizards. Nevertheless, he had not understood what Angele was planning.

“If you still need some time to think, we can just start working together first. I know your secret and you know mine, so we’re in the same boat. You can trust me. I also have the signet and I still need to do research on it.” Angele chuckled.

“The signet? Are you saying that we can work on the signet together? If so, I’m down for that.” The old man sounded surprised.

“Of course.” Angele stopped for a second. “My signet has the true power of the ancient bloodline. With the signet, it’ll be much easier for me to extract the harpy’s bloodline. Although there’ll be impurities, we can save a lot of time.”

“Sounds too good to be true but sure, I’ll take the risk.” Ander was satisfied with Angele’s offer. He had never thought of using the signet at all. If Angele could transplant the signet to him, he would have no need to rely on this young man anymore.

“And one more thing, I heard someone purchased a few white centaurs from the last slave auction…”